Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)

Nobody was necessarily destined for evil. In young Albus Dumbledore's eyes, evil was but a label for a past of mistreatment and a future of poor decisions. But when he set his gaze on Tom Marvolo Riddle, he could've sworn something sinister lurked behind his ice blue eyes. It shifted into a darkness he had never encountered before. Dumbledore was rightfully cautious when approaching another girl from Wool's Orphanage. He swore to himself he wouldn't make the same mistake twice, but he later found out he needn't be worried at all. Unfortunately, he took a long time to realize this. Longer than he would care to admit. Lucille was brought to Wool's Orphanage with no last name, and that wasn't even the strangest part about her. She seemed to know things that nobody had told her, and she'd send a grown wizard fleeing in the opposite direction with an arch of her eyebrow. There was a similar power beyond her eyes, and it took a long time for people to understand whether it was light or dark. Her tale was one no other's could compare to. Not even the bravest of Gryffindors would hope to venture down the path of a twisted, little, huffily puffily girl. [Started Feb, 2017] ***for any new readers, I'm warning you now if you wanna read through for the first time without spoilers, stay out of the comments. Especially during year two which has a mystery element! You've been warned!***

"Tell me THE TRUTH!" Valentine Dumbledore is back for another year at Hogwarts. However, everything is closing in on her with epic speed. The shadows of a war are catching up to her and the words of the prophecy are suffocating her. Dwelling on the past is utter agony when one can see the future. Past demons are running after her and the lies told before will do anything to be brought to light. "Lie to me then." No one is safe. No one is sound. Everyone will die and death will be bound. "I don't love you. Not at all. Not even a little bit. I feel nothing for you." Someone wants her dead. Someone wants to stop her from upholding the words of the prophecy. Someone.... Someone wants Voldemort to come to power. "LISTEN TO ME! SOMEONE!" "No one's listening. No one's coming. No one's wondering where you are. No one gives a shite." With Tom Riddle getting closer and closer to becoming Lord Voldemort, Valentine wants nothing more than to hide huddled under a blanket and watch the world drown. She was drowning every day, why not give the world a taste of its own medicine. "HELP ME! SOMEONE HELP!" Tom Riddle is her undoing. Tom Riddle is the man she loves. Voldemort killed her parents. Voldemort killed her sister. "YOU MADE ME LIKE THIS! YOU! YOU DISGUSTING, FILTHY GIRL!" "I didn't do anything to you!" "You did everything and nothing." She's all alone. She's depressed. She's weak. She's broken. .... She's demonic. "Harry, Moma loves you. Dada loves you..... Harry be safe..... Be strong." "I'll never love you." Book 2 in the Demonic Series.

Emily Riddle did not ask to be a witch, and her father didn't ask for it either, for that matter. Ever since the Gaunt family shattered Tom Riddle Sr.'s world, he made up his mind that he would never venture out of the safe walls of Riddle House ever again. It was by pure luck that he met Arlene Merle, and it was even greater luck that he found that being a father was delightful. He was not a strong man, but he vowed that he would protect Emily Riddle with his last dying breath. He would keep her safe from the dangers of the unnatural world. And then, he found out she was a witch. Emily was always a clever young girl, and she had a hunger to learn. Her father spoiled her with all sorts of books. The pair of them decided that whatever she tried, she must be the best at it. And, although reluctantly, that includes magic. This is the last thing that Tom Marvolo Riddle needs. === BEING REWRITTEN IN ANOTHER STORY

Alexa Fleamonta Riddle was just a normal teenage girl. An orphan abandoned by her mother at birth, the only person she loved was her best-friend Sydney Everest Brown. They did everything together. So they also decide to run away together. They didn't know that getting on that train would change their lives forever. In an accident that leaves thousands dead, Alexa is whisked to the past. Into the tales and stories of her favourite, childhood book series. She lands straight in the maze of the third challenge in the Triwizard Tournament. Acting fast, she manages to save Cedric Diggory from an undeserving death. But that leaves a target on her back. She is instantly enlisted as an official Order member and her one task is to prevent as much death and sorrow as possible. Which is going to be very, very hard, considering that new feelings are developing and she's growing to love each and every single one of her new family members and friends. "Isn't knowing the future so cool though!? You know everything!?" I give a small, sad smile. "Knowing the future is more a curse than a blessing."

eva hope campbell and sirius black were in very similar situations of being stuck with cruel blood purists for families. yet for some unknown reason, he despises the girl and is oblivious to her sorrow. will sirius realise she is trapped and at breaking point?